2: Index Of Narnia

Mara could have stayed and read every shelf until the moon burned out, but the compass tugged her. She stepped through the echo into a version of Narnia that smelled of pine and salted wind. The land was familiar but tilted: the lampposts leaned towards the east as if listening, and the statues in the city square had their faces turned inward, whispering to one another.

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— Aslan wakes the trees and spirits of Narnia. Mara could have stayed and read every shelf